Arthur Herk: This is my goddamn house! Monica Romero: Yes, and these are my handcuffs, and if you don't cooperate, you'll be wearing my handcuffs in your goddamn house!

[Officer Monica Romero and Agent Greer are in his car, arguing about Russian bombs and missiles] Officer Monica Romero: Where did they get that stuff? Pat Greer: Russia. Officer Monica Romero: Don't the Russians have controls on that kind of thing? Pat Greer: You'd faint if you knew. A few months ago, somebody got a warhead out of a missile-dismantlement facility in a place called -... Alan Seitz: Sergijev Posad. Not far from Moscow. Beautiful churches there. Pat Greer: Anyway, somebody who knew what they were doing modified it. Dumped it on some guys who run a place here called The Jolly Jackal. Officer Monica Romero: The bar? Pat Greer: That bar has more AK-47s than Budweiser.

Alan Seitz: What makes you think this is the first time? Pat Greer: Never mind which time this is. The important thing is we got those assholes trapped at the airport, and until we say further, no plane is taking off. Officer Monica Romero: You can do that?

Arthur Herk: [making an opinion on who might have shot his TV] I'll tell you who did it. It's probably some goddamn kids. 'Cause these goddamn kids today, they all got goddamn guns, and they're all sniffing glue! Officer Monica Romero: Any additional insights, Mr. Herk? Any information can help us to protect you. Arthur Herk: I seriously doubt that you or any other member of the police force in this town could protect their own dicks with both hands. Officer Monica Romero: Thank you for that observation.

Arthur Herk: [after his TV is shot] I'll tell you who it was, it was these god damn kids. And these god damn kids, they all have god damn guns, and they're all sniffing glue! Monica Romero: [getting annoyed] Any additional insights, Mr. Herk?